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“Race you?” he suggested, and I grinned. He was an ex-Navy SEAL. I shouldn’t have been so excited to race him. But I had a trick up my sleeve.
“Sure.” I grinned and then frowned, looking over his shoulder. “Oh my god, what’s that?” I asked, pointing behind him. Distracted, he turned, and I took off. The deep, rich sound of his laughter sounded behind me, but I kept running. High-stepping into the cold water and not stopping until I dove in and came up for air. A split second later, he was there, holding me, bringing me into his body and pressing his mouth to mine.
He tasted sweet, like the fruit we’d been snacking on, slightly salty from the water, and uniquely him. “Fuck, you taste good,” he groaned when he pulled away.
My limbs wrapped around him, and he held me. There was a confidence and strength he had all the time, but in the water, it was different. It was like he could be a superhero in it.
“I was thinking the same thing about you,” I whispered and leaned in to kiss him again. My tongue sought his, and before I knew it, I was rubbing myself against him. “Dan,” I panted. My eyes opened.
“Kare Bear, fuck, baby.” He swallowed hard. “We should?—"
“Please.” I didn’t want to hear the reasons we should wait. He was sweet and a total gentleman for trying to save me from myself. “I want you.” It wasn’t a secret, but I said it out loud. I’d learned a long time ago that when you wanted something, you had to go after it. Ask for what you wanted before you took it.
“Fuck.” His nose pressed against mine. His gaze bore through me. “Not in the water.”
“Fine.” I shimmied away from his hold and swam back to shore. I didn’t to look behind me. I didn’t have to. I knew he was close by. I walked out of the water and straight to where we’d left our things.
In silence, we started to pack up, quietly but quickly shoving everything I’d brought into the bag. When my hand reached for his, he took it and led the way toward his rental. Silently, he pulled me to the side of the condo. I opened my mouth to ask if he’d changed his mind, but he opened a door I’d thought was a shed of some sort, and my eyes widened.
“We’re sandy,” he muttered, but it was the heat in his eyes that had me aching for his hands on my body again. There was something his gaze that made me think he wanted to do more than wash off the salt water in the outdoor shower.
“We are,” I agreed.
He dropped the bag at his feet and pulled me inside. Reaching over me, he turned the water on for the outdoor shower. When he moved back, we stared at one another for a moment. My skin filled with goose bumps. I loved the way he looked at me. Like he couldn’t believe I was real. I stepped back and reached behind me to undo the bikini top I was wearing and let the fabric drop to my feet.
His gaze darkened and he licked his lips. "My girl's fucking beautiful." He stepped forward, and my eyes fluttered shut when his two big hands reached up and cupped my breasts.
“Such a fucking pretty girl. Look at you,” he hissed. Before i could manage to open my eyes, his mouth was there. Pulling on one nipple, his hot, wet mouth sucking while his fingers teased the other.
“Dan!” I gasped. My hand grabbed his head, pulling him closer. “Please don’t stop.” His deep guttural sounds vibrated against my overheated flesh. He took turns showing attention to each breast before he dropped to his knees and rested his hands at my hips. His caramel gaze connected with mine.
“You still good? You with me?”
“Very.” I nodded with enthusiasm. “Please.” I wasn’t sure what I was begging for. I wasn’t a virgin, but I hadn’t had a guy go down on me in the shower. Is it possible?
I was about to ask when he started to tug on my bottoms. They slid down my ass, passed my thighs, and pooled on the floor. Silently, he had me step out of them, kissing my knees and thighs until he showed me just how possible it was for him to eat me in a shower.
The fresh cool water cascaded down my back, and I held on to the wall behind me. My hips started to work against his face while his wickedly talented tongue showed me just how talented he was.
The man was a pussy whisperer.
He didn’t lick me like it was a chore or a step to get his later but like he enjoyed it. Like he was getting off on it almost as much as I was.
“Dan, oh god, Dan! That’s just—" His hands moved up my thighs. “Dan.” He held me in place. My hands dug into his hair, and my heart rate raced. “Dan, oh god?—"
“Fuck, baby,” he rasped. “You taste so damn good. So fucking sweet,” he growled against my pussy. His tongue swiped my folds and circled around my clit. His fingers entered the mix. He started to finger me. I was so wet there was no resistance when he added two. He stretched my walls, and I cried out. Then my leg was hitched up and over his shoulder. My fingers tugged on his hair while my other hand dug into the wall behind me.
“Dan, I’m, I’m so…” I tried to warn him, but he didn’t let me. His lips wrapped around my clit, the tightening inside me coiled up, and I exploded.
My head hit the wall, but my hips never stopped moving. It was like I needed him to wring out every bit of pleasure from my body.
“Good fucking girl, look at you.” He didn’t stop. Dan kept gently lapping at me. I gasped when his fingers slipped from my body, but I didn’t have to wait long. He kissed my knee and set my leg back down on the ground before standing up and kicking his swim trunks off. He stood, and my eyes widened. I licked my lips at the sight of him.
I’d felt him.
Pressed against me when he held me.
I’d assumed he was big, but seeing him was a whole other story. Thick and long. I wondered if I wrapped my hand around the base of him, if my fingers would be able to touch. His mushroom-tipped head was wide and ruddy. Almost angry. It strained toward me, almost bouncing off his abs.
